When my soul folds up,
And the world crowds me in,
Wondering where my spirit's been,
I don't give up;

Friends and family desert me,
The job no longer feeds me,
Afraid for the coming dawn,
I don't give up;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Storms threaten my industry,
Tongues wag at my childlessness,
The pressures press me in on all sides,
I don't give up;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

I don't give up
'Cos I know my tomorrow's bright,
I don't give up
'Cos I believe help's in sight,
I don't give up
'Cos I see the owner of my soul coming to my fight.

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you.